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To The River 'Pasig
To the river they call Pasig
whom my grandpa failed to give it's meaning,
once a mighty provider, lively yet tranquil;
nest of love and childhood dreams.
To the river of my owe
a repose from city saw,
chest of dreams and teardrops too of broken heart from long ago.
To the river they call Pasig
where my wishes all flow through - in paper boat and lilys too
to tell of love so true.
To the river they call Pasig
from childhood 'till I grow
and saw the pain of death and sorrow all, of sheer neglect and cruelty.
To the river they call Pasig
my pain I share with you
whom once a long long time ago I share laughter with you. And may that all should dream and pray
that you may live forever through.
poem
by
Benjamin Intong
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